Oh dear. It seems some time has passed, and our poor sissy hero still isn’t getting used to hi
Oh dear. It seems some time has passed, and our poor sissy hero still isn’t getting used to his new situation, but he’s in the midst of finding out why it might just be better to stop fighting, and stop trying to escape. I hate to sound like a broken record, but look at what he gets to wear. Look at his Mistress. What’s he even complaining about? :PTranscript after the break.[Transcript]Honeymoon Phase (Part III)She said I would get used to this. She never said just how much there would be. It’s not just the clothes, the body, the hair, the makeup. It’s not even the bondage.I wait on her hand and foot. Day in, day out, I have to serve her and any guests she has over. She’s thrown at least two parties per month in the time I’ve been here, and guess who gets to cook. Guess who’s serving the food and drinks.I couldn’t take it anymore. Even if I have to live in this new body she’s forced on me, I’d be better off free than in her clutches. I managed to get my hands on the key to the front gate. I got out the front door. Then the alarm sounded. The gate key didn’t work.So here I am, back to square one. I’ve been hogtied almost constantly for a week now, maybe more. She’ll freshen my makeup, change my clothes, and beat my ass with her cane until I’m crying, and I haven’t been able to move or say a word.Maybe serving her and letting her play with me would be easier. Maybe when this punishment is done, I can get used to it. -- source link